Another Cybersex Roleplay Thread (me and ila only)

[princess shawn]

Tingles run through my body. Ila certainly has a way of making me excited. The slow revealing of my cock, followed by his tongue going across the wet tip, makes me let out a moan of pleasure. But it is when he takes the whole shaft into his mouth that really made me lose it. My fingers clutch the bedsheets, my body tenses and arcs, my breaths come out in shrill gasps.

Such masterful sucking must be rewarded. I hold it in for a moment, waiting till Ila has my cock halfway inside his mouth, then release a load of warm juice. And it is a big one, enough to flood his tongue and drip out from the corners of his lips and back down my hard, throbbing cock.

I know what he wants next. As he kisses me from belly to breasts and finally stopping at my lips, I raise my legs as high as I can to grant him easier access. His cock is gently poking at the entrance... but he stops and looks around. I freeze as well when I realize he heard the same thing I did: a footstep coming from downstairs. Just one footstep, as if someone was trying not to be heard.

For a moment, I panic, thinking that one of the servants has returned earlier than expected. Everything is silent once more; if it was a servant, he or she will not be sneaking around. "Should we continue?" I ask Ila nervously, trying to put his mind at ease along with my own, "Maybe the sound came from the streets outside. Or maybe it's a stray animal."

[ila]

“I think you’re right, Shawn,” I answer. “It must be a stray animal or something else outside.”

Shawn relaxes again and so do I. My cock is throbbing so hard that it’s aching. I’m filled with desire and passion for Shawn and I can see by the look in her eyes that she has the same thoughts.

Our lips meet again. I push my hips down and forward. There is some resistance against my cock but then I feel Shawn opening up for me. My cock slowly slides into her at the same time that my tongue slips between her soft, warm, lips. I hold myself in place when I’m fully into Shawn.

I wrap my arms around Shawn holding her tightly to me. I feel her legs cross behind me to hold me into her. Our kiss grows more passionate. I start slowly moving around. Shawn’s moans urge me on. I slowly stroke in and out of her. I gradually go faster and faster while thrusting harder.

I can feel my orgasm starting to build in me, but it’s too soon. I suddenly stop fucking Shawn as I hold my cock deep in her. She’s not ready for me to stop so she thrusts her hips up. I wait for the second bump and then I start stroking again. This time I start off hard and fast with short strokes then switch to long slow strokes.

My orgasm is once more quickly approaching. There is a tingling all through my body. I rest my full body weight on Shawn. Her cock is hard again and I can feel it against me. It’s so intensely erotic that I clamp my lips tightly to Shawn’s. I give her a couple more quick, hard thrusts. My orgasm rushes through my body. I spurt deep in Shawn. I moan and then spurt again and again. Shawn grabs the back of my head to hold my lips on her. I hear her moans of pleasure as my love juice jets into her.

Our lips part and both Shawn and I gasp. Our lips crash together again and then part. We gasp once more sucking in deep breaths. I can feel Shawn’s heart beating against my chest. I let out a low moan of pleasure as my orgasm subsides.

Both of us sigh contentedly. I am about to lay my head on Shawn’s chest when the bedroom door crashes open. I am momentarily confused. I look into Shawn’s frightened eyes. Before I can do or say anything a harsh voice issues a command.

[princess shawn]

I feel his cock being pushed deep into my hole. Much like the first time, it is a tight fit when he is fully aroused, but once he goes in so far that I can feel his balls bumping against my ass, everything else comes easily. In and out he goes, sending waves of pleasure through my body.

"Mmmmm..." I moan between long, deep breaths. I know he came inside me, I can feel the hot wetness filling me up. My heart is racing. Another kiss on his lips to show that I appreciate what he did, then we relax once more on the bed. If only he can keep going forever...

My thoughts are interrupted when the door opens suddenly, startling me. In walks four people with balaclavas on. The mere sight of them makes me push Ila off me and scramble to the other side of the bed, even though I have no idea who they are or what's going on.

"You two, grab the girl!" the one who spoke is a woman, her long blonde hair dangling out from under her mask. She gestures to a pair of men standing behind her, with her other hand pointing at me. Immediately, I start screaming and retreating to the furthest corner of the room.

Another masked man, burlier than the rest, steps up next to the woman. "Who's this guy?" he indicates Ila with a tilt of his head, "What should we do with him?"

"Fuck it, we'll take him too." the woman replies. She strides up to Ila and whips out a knife from her pocket. "Don't make a sound, you hear? I'll cut you up if you piss me off. One of you go find me something to tie and gag him." The burly one promptly yanks open one of my bedside drawers and pulls out a pair of handcuffs and a ballgag.

[ila]

I am momentarily confused. Shawn is in the corner of the room and she’s screaming. There are four other people in disguise in the bedroom and one is barking orders. I try to react, but before I can do anything there is a knife pointed at me.

I whip my head around to see what I quickly deduce are three men searching the room. The one with the knife whom, by the sound of the voice and the obvious breasts, I rapidly figure out is a woman forces me to stand up beside the bed. Two of the men, both dressed in black tshirts and black track pants, return to the woman. One is holding a ball gag and the other has a set of handcuffs.

The woman, with the knife, tells them to take care me. The one with the gag stands in front of me. I’m just shy of six feet tall and he is almost a hand’s breadth taller which would make him about 6’ 2’’ tall. I can see his muscles bulging under his tshirt. The other one is a fair bit shorter than me, about 5’ 8’ I would guess. He, too, is very muscular.

Before I can say or do anything the taller one has the ball gag in my mouth and fastens it in the back. Right after that the shorter one steps in behind me. Both of the guys force my arms behind my back. The cuffs are on me in less than three seconds. I’m now their prisoner and unable to fight back. Fortunately for me I recognized the handcuffs from the last time I was with Shawn. They are the type of cuffs that can be released without using a key by anyone that knows where the catch is. The ball gag straps are cutting into the sides of my mouth so I move my jaw and push my tongue out to make the gag fit more comfortably. That’s when I discover that the straps haven’t been done up tightly. I should be able to get it off with just a little manipulation.

Thoughts of how to rescue Shawn and get out of here are racing through my mind. A plan is forming in my mind when the taller man intrudes into my thoughts. He says to the shorter one, “I’ll take over from here.”

The taller one steps in behind me and pulls me against him in a vice-like bearhug that is so tight I can’t move. “Now you’re going to see what we’re going to do with your girlfriend,” he snarls.

My captor spins me in the direction of Shawn. The third man is advancing on her. Shawn is in the corner and she’s visibly shaking with tears streaming down her gorgeous face. I struggle to break free, but the man holding me just laughs and pulls me closer to him. I can only watch helplessly. As I try to twist around to escape I feel something hard against my bum. I stop moving, but there is still that lump against me. I suddenly realize that the guy holding me has a hard-on and he’s pushing it against me. I’m not sure if it’s me, my predicament, or Shawn’s nakedness that is exciting him.

[princess shawn]

I am facing just one man now. Like the others, he is wearing a black T-shirt and matching track pants, with greasy hair sticking out from under his mask that is a darker shade of blond than the woman's. His thick, hairy forearms are covered in tattoos.

I manage to scream one more time before he grabs me, turns me around such that I am now facing Ila and he is behind me, pinning my arms to my sides with his arm wrapped around my body. His left hand is clamped tight over my mouth, reducing my screams to muffled whimpers. "Yeah, that's it. You wanna try screaming again?" he sneers.

The woman walks towards me, tucking away her knife and pulling out a roll of duct tape from another pocket. The tattooed man removes his hand from my mouth and I start pleading, "Please don't hurt me. I'll do anyth-mmmph!" A strip of tape is pressed over my lips. The man holds my hands behind my back and ties some rope around my wrists, followed by my ankles.

"Oh, we won't hurt you. Unless daddy decides not to pay up." the woman says. The tattooed man picks me up over his shoulder and walks to the door, keeping a tight grip on me as I start kicking and wiggling. The woman turns to Ila and the other two men. "Bring them both to the van. Let's get out of here in case the neighbours heard the screaming."

[ila]

I’m helpless as the third man grabs Shawn. The more I try to escape the grip of the man holding me the tighter he squeezes on my midriff. I can only watch as Shawn’s wrists and legs are bound and duct tape is brutally slapped onto her mouth to keep her quiet.

The woman’s next statement makes everything clear. This is not a robbery, but a kidnapping. Even though I couldn’t save Shawn it’s a good thing that I am with her. At least she won’t be alone while she’s held in captivity. The thought also crosses my mind that maybe I’ll find a way for us to escape or at least for her to escape.

Right after the blonde woman tells the men to get Shawn and me down to the van she pauses beside the shorter kidnapper and says, “Better grab his clothes,” and she points to me. “We don’t want anyone to know that she was taken along with someone else.”

Shawn is looking back towards me and the kidnappers as she’s carried out of the bedroom. Just before she disappears out the door the blonde kidnapper says, “You know, dearie, you should really get the lock fixed on your front door. It only took a think piece of plastic to jimmy it.” Then she laughed cruelly at Shawn.

The kidnapper holding me forces me to stand fully upright. As he does so he thrusts his hips against me. Once more I feel a bulge against me. This time I push my cuffed hands against the bulge and find out that it is a rock hard cock poking against me.

“That’s right,” the kidnapper says, “hold onto my cock. You and your girlfriend are soon going to be intimately acquainted with it.” Then he frog-marches me out of the bedroom, down the stairs, and out the front door.

By the time we get to the van Shawn has already been deposited on the floor just inside the back doors. I’m shoved in beside her. The kidnapper that carried out Shawn quickly ties both of us to a seat leg. The four kidnappers hop in the van and we speed off. Just before a blindfold is put over our eyes I notice that all the lights in Shawn’s house have been turned off, probably so as not to raise any suspicions.

[princess shawn]

With wide eyes, I watch Ila being forced into the van next to me. There are two kidnappers joining us inside the vehicle, with the other two in the front seats. A black strip of cloth is pulled over my eyes and tied at the back of my head, and I assume the same thing is done to Ila.

The van starts moving. The first thing I do is start struggling again, kicking at whatever is in front of me and stomping the floor of the van. "Mmmmph!" I shriek through the gag, "Mmmrrph! Mmuuumph!"

"Stop that!" I hear one of the kidnappers say. A pair of hands grab me by the ankles and pin them down. My hands continue to tug at the ropes around my wrists... until the feeling of cold hard steel pressing on the side of my neck makes me stop. The same voice says, "I'll slit your fucking throat if you keep pissing me off."

The other kidnapper sitting with us grabs Ila's cock. "Or maybe we cut off her boyfriend's cock. See how she likes that." He has the edge of his knife against the side of Ila's shaft, but withdraws it after a moment. "Nah, there's so much more fun to be had if we keep them both in one piece."

I feel the knife leaving my neck. The first man who spoke now says, "You're right. But better check with the boss lady first."

And so for the rest of the ride, I sit quietly with many thoughts racing through my mind. Should I cooperate until help, or an escape route, arrives? What will they do to us when the van reaches its destination? If I am their target, what will happen to Ila?